The sun bleeds in, hear the magpies sing For sorrow, it makes things better Maybe well get to spread our wings tomorrow If luck will let us Can anyone fly into these grey skies? Is there somewhere were meant to be? Sea fog comes Like a river rolls a stone Its rolling me I miss my turn in the dark I hear your voice It makes things easy I strayed to far from the road Wish you could always make things easy And I wont fight through the rising tide If thats the way it has to be Sea fog comes like a river rolls a stone Its rolling me Sea fog comes like a river rolls a stone Its rolling me Sea fog rolling
Posted on: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 14:18:14 +0000
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